Room without a view
Sunday, September 28, 2008 Just arrived in Birmingham with a car full of leaflets, flyers, pop-up banners and a bottle of champagne left over from the Labour conference last week. (I may give it to the winner of Tories Got Talent on Tuesday night - or I may not.)
The first thing I did was to check into into my hotel. We've had to book rooms in four hotels - The Apollo, in Edgbaston; the Ramada and Crowne Plaza in the city centre. And NiteNite, which is a good stone's throw from the ICC.
That's where I'm staying, with Brian Monteith and three others. I wrote about NiteNite when we booked these rooms earlier this year. There's been a lot of hype about the windowless city-rooms with their widescreen TVs showing, er, pictures of a grey, nondescript looking city (yes, Birmingham!).
Some reviews are quite kind - and the rooms are certainly clean and fresh - but nothing (certainly not the pictures HERE) can quite prepare you for how small the rooms are. If you swung a cat in here, its head would be bouncing off every wall.
I'd compare it to an internal cabin on a modern cruise ship - but smaller. Don't stay here if you're claustrophobic. The last time I stayed in a room this size, it was a converted linen cupboard in a guest house off Sloane Square.
Oh well, I won't be spending much time in my room. In fact, it's time to hand out some leaflets.
Reader Comments (2)
If you tried swinging my cat in there, your balls would be bouncing off every wall.
Its the sort of room in which one should stick a load of anti-smokers. Then they can all die from breathing each other's toxic vitriol.